Log 14

{Log of CT-7869, “Greeves”}

 

-Location Unknown, Time and Date Unknown

 

-Weeks passed in the Void–which is the name that Cesigam gave it–and we were training. It had been so long that our hair was starting to grow, and now Trez and I both sported thick brush cuts and Renner had shoulder-length, messy hair. It had been a long few weeks, and I was beginning to forget things from before we entered here.

 

For what, exactly, we didn’t know; he wanted us to become “one with the Force”, and to “learn to master it”. Renner was actually doing pretty well, as was Trez, who actually wasn’t that bad of a guy.

 

One of our training exercises involved fighting with lightsabers (how Cesigam managed to get those, I do not know) and we would fight in a valley with these massive white pillars and bridges, and Cesigam would be at the top. We would have to get him and force him down. What usually happened, and was happening today, was that we would all go for him; Renner and Trez would get up first, and fight him, while I would trail behind, then when I did get up Cesigam would knock me back down after a couple minutes.

 

Let me pause for a minute and tell you a few things. Okay.

 

The first thing is Cesigam’s story. He was a Jedi master, one of the most honoured ones of his day. There was a war going on, and he was sent to the planet we were fighitng on–I can’t remember the name offhand–and he felt a prescence in a cave. He went into the cave, expecting to find a Sith Warrior, and instead was sucked into some realm, the place he called the Void, where he had been for the last thousand years. In that time he had explored many places in it, and came to the conclusion that he was alone, except for some animals.

 

According to him, he could manipulate it, make it look like anything he wanted–he had full control over anything inside it, but he could not leave. Renner, Trez and I didn’t have that same power, possibly because the Sith never expected others to come in. Time didn’t affect Cesigam, so his hair didn’t grow past his shoulders, and he still looked young. He would help us shave off our beards, and told us that, eventually, our hair would stop growing.

 

The second thing is that he trained us in the Force. I was terrible, but Trez was good–which I expected–and, surprisingly, Renner was astonishing. He would, out of nowhere, leap into the air and twist around, spinning his lightsaber as if he had been a Jedi his whole life; which he might have been. I had noticed things about him; he looked slightly different from all the other clones, as if he had different DNA in him. That could also explain his ability to use the Force. He was acutally dressed in Jedi Robes like Cesigam, and not the mock ones Trez and I had.

 

“Everyone has it in them,” Cesigam reminded us that particular day of training. “You just need to unleash it.”

 

Anyways, we were fighting again on the pillars. Cesigam went up first, the signaled for us to follow. We began scrambling up, jumping from pillar to pillar. Once in awhile, I’d get lucky and find one with a bridge connecting it to another pillar, but I was still behind.

 

Trez made it to the top first, landing on a bridge near the place where Cesigam was. Trez stood there, while Renner leaped onto a pillar slightly below Cesigam. At this, Trez took off running, and Cesigam caught him unexpectedly and used the Force to push him back, almost knocking him off the bridge. Trez grabbed hold of the edge and dangled there. Renner jumped up behind Cesigam and swung his lightsaber; Cesigam blocked him just in time. Renner ducked down and rolled behind him, then popped up and flipped over Cesigam. Now he was just showing off.

 

I made it to the top and nervously activated my lightsaber. Cesigam dealt with Renner, kicking him squarely in the face and almost pushing him off. Renner jumped back onto a lower pillar to regain his bearings.

 

Here we go. It was just me and Cesigam. He sprinted at me, and I hit his lightsaber with mine. Behind him, I could see Trez beginning to stand up; he had climbed back onto the balcony.

 

Cesigam aimed a kick at me, which I blocked with my gauntlet; I had let some of my armour on, I wasn’t going to be completely unprotected. I swung back at him and he swerved out of the way, pushing me so that I fell down, down to a lower pillar. I landed on my shoulder and yelped with pain. I think it was dislocated. I looked up and saw Renner going at it again, twisting and swashbuckling and ducking. I felt a little jealousy; I had worked harder, hadn’t I? And I still couldn’t do it.

 

I turned on my lightsaber and jumped to one pillar, then the next. Soon I was at the top again. Cesigam had just kicked Renner off the bridge–literally–and was fighting Trez. I uneasily jumped onto the bridge and came up behind Cesigam. He turned, but it

was too late. I grabbed his shoulders and threw him off the bridge. I had defeated him.

 

He looked up at me from the pillar he had flawlessly landed on and grinned.

 

“We’ll make a Jedi out of you yet!”

 

END OF LOG

 

Thank you for reading! As always, the other entries can be found in my stream or in a folder titled "Sarlacc Company".

 

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